Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1887-09-16

and used his utmost efforts to have mt
executed My turn comes next Remember
! Matthias Zuber.n
From this time on Matthias Zuber, OF
] Luversan-no one knows which name really
| belonged TO mm-fostered a bitter hatred fol
| Roger. He only had pierced his treacheroui
! falsity and through him the money foi
which he had sold his soul WINS taken from
him, and he left destitute when he had
dreamed such golden, ambitious possibilities
and, after the war was over, ho had con
stantly watched Roger in the hope of some
day getting his revenge; and now he was
| seeking an interview with Julia Do Noirville
to that very end.
"You wished to speak with mein
ayes, madame
a am listening" said she uneasily, as some
how the man terrified her.
In a few words, couched, however, in the
most tremendously polite phraseology, he
gave her TO understand that he knew her
secret regarding Roger, knew of the loan he
had made her, and how Roger had broken off
all his old relations with her. He made no
secret that he hated Roger and wanted VEN
| geance, and lie knew that Julia was only too
anxious herself to be revenged. In vain she
tried TO deny. She was obliged to bow her
head.
"Well,7 said she, "but wait two or three
days. will make one last effort, and II that
does not succeed will jim with YOU"
Julia saw Roger and said,
"Roger are you determined TO break my
hearth love you so much, Roger. No one
can ever love you half as we'll. o Roger,
do not cast me of like thisn
. Int lar nit 1,,N q,
silence on toward Lucien's room.
'Roger, listen. One last word. If you
force me- shall hate you, and you viii have
everything to fear from my hatred"
Roger, saddened and grieyed, retired with
out one word. Eight days later Julia, her
eyes flaming, said to Matthias Zuber: Il give
you full liberty; revenge us BOTH"
He went to work first with Larouette, whom
he know, and it was through his advice that
Larouettc refused delay to Roger, and the
same night Luversan, or Matthias zuber,
went to Larouette's house TO rob him. Zuber
knew that he resembled Roger, and thought
II in the day mistake in their persons might
be made, in the night it would lie still easier,
so he copied Rogers clothes, trusting to that
to make the resemblance complete. He had
not intended to kill Larouette, but during the
old mans resistance his hat fell off, and So not
to be accused by the old man, who called his
nume, he had lost his GOODNESS and shot him
dead.
On the night of this murder Roger n prey
to the most violent emotion, forcseeing moth
ing but ruin before him, felt as il he could
not bear to see his wife, whose father had left
him prosperous business, which he had I'M
periled by his desire to grow rich faster than
the older man would have considered safe,
and, though Henriette was gentle and loving,
with such cause for reproach might she not
reproach him, and with justicel She was not
strong, and the privations his bankruptcy
would force upon her would be keenly felt,
and Suzanne, lis beautiful little girl, where
would be the means to rear her and educate
her according to her rare intelligence He
could not face them while still under this I'M
certainty. At least let them have one more
night of repoSc. SO he wandered here and
there in the woods near his house. Following
a narrow bride path he wandered blindly
on, not knowing or caring where he went
He threw himself upon the ground, and the
more he tried to think Of a way out of his
troubles the deeper they seemed, until at last
his heated brain could see no other way to es-
cape her merited reproach and the sorrow
and disgrace of bankruptcy but by suicide,
and filled with that i,len he rose and stag
gered along down to the edge of the river
where he stumbled and fell, his pis-
toll, which he held in his hand
going off by accident. His hat
rolled down, and to stop it he put his foot
upon it, and then as ho gathered It up, all
bent and dented, he laughed, as though the
accident had happened to another and he had
seen it. The laugh, or the fall, or the pistol
shot, had taken the desire for suicide, for the
moment, from his mind, and he said to him
self; "Roger, he man. This is cowardly;'
and he went directly home, and the rest we
know, as regards what passed in that home
When, tho next morning. still prey to
anxiety, Larouettes murder was not yet
known he went direct to his apartment in
Rus Malesherbes In that little apartment,
their winter residence, there Vere n few
valuable WORK. of art, and Roger thought of
selling them TO assist him out of his difficulties.
He was arranging this plan when the con-
cerge came up with a letter and package,
which he SAID a beautiful lady had eft there
for him a few minutes ago.
One glance at the fine and delicate writing
showed him from whence it came, and the
letter bore the same perfume he knew so well.
He made an angry movement, yet opened
the letter, which read:
"One who knows Of your trouble, and whom
you saved at another time, wishes to aid you
now i'll paying you back. You will find III
the package 100000 francs This Is that
PERSONS revenge"
With trembling hand he broke the seal of
ing; the money was there. 1t was thus nobly
Julia revenged herself Roger, in spite of the
Joy at his deliverance, felt his fault weigh
still more heavily on his heart.
He burned the letter and put the money In
his pocket and fastened to his shops, where lie
gave the moEey to his cashier, and then with
his heart lightened of the heaviest part of its
load he tried anew to obtain the $1,000 more
that were necessary for his next days obliga-
lions. But nowhere did he succeed. 1t seemed
to him that an evil breath had spread abroad
the report that he was about to fail So, as
last resource, when night fell, he went to the
club.
There one player seemed TO set himself dill
gently to work to play against him. lie did
not know him, yet there was faint idea in
his mind that he had seen him somewhere,
but he soon forgot that in the excitement of
play. The only other thing that attracted
his attention was that his friend the Baron
De Cey, entering tho room, came up behind
Luversan, for it was be, and tapped him on
the shoulder, saying: "You, my dear
Rogeri" But Luversan turned and the baron
saw his mistake and begged Luversans par
don, saying lie had mistaken him for NJ.
Llroque.
"You are quite excusable, sir. l have been
taken for him before"
Roger won, and as soon as lie saw that he
lad gained what he so needed, resolved not to
fisk one franc of it, and he retired from the
game and took the train for home, and it was
his night that his wife had heard him singl
And the next morning ho was arrested.
The morning after his arrest he was brought |
)efore the judge. His reflections during this |
hight were not pleasant, and he tortured his |
brain as TO how he could save himself without |
Julia; for it was impossible TO tell |
he truth. To avow that he had lent Julia |
his money was 10 avow all; to dishonor her;
Ter unhappy and inflrm husband was now
md forever incapable Of defending his honor
Iucen, his friend, his brother; and Hen
'iettel No; at the price of his life he would
rot tell.
Now, questioned by the judge on every and
III points, he could only say:
81 am not guilty. There is n fatality
against me. can explain nothing more, AZ
have already told you all know. As TO
the money l received, / can say nothing.
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